Hello ladies and gentlemen; I hope you all have had a lovely weekend.Mine was jammed packed and I am paying for it this exhausting Monday afternoon.

You know the saying “when it rains it pours” well that seems to apply adequately enough to my dating/love life.We know about my search for Price Charming has led me currently to Brad…who doesn’t seem to working out as I thought it would (which I’ll explain in a bit)…well wouldn’t you know I go our Friday evening and I meet someone.Let us not get to excited yet there are some terms and conditions that come with this one.As I have mentioned I have been doing some LGBT activism work and though it I’ve met a ton of people (most of whom I can’t remember their names because it’s such a fast introduction and then work)…while I was out on Friday with Steve I end up running into one of the guys we had met.His name is Frank.He’s there with a couple of his friends and we all start chatting…I’m eyeing up one of his friends that I’m thinking I will end up on the dance floor with when Frank begins to pay some attention to me.He comments on my glasses and calls them sexy….not a compliment I usually receive…and he strikes up a conversation with me.I’m drinking not heavily but enough to enjoy the evening and I can’t help but flirt back…I can’t help myself when I get some booze in my system.It’s really nice we chat with each other around the bar, the conversation is not forced, I’m enjoying his presence, in general he seems like a nice guy.He buys me a drink, and I make an innocuous comment that he is trying to get me drunk to get in my pants…he laughs and says maybe…would I try to stop him if he tried to get in my pants….probably not.Why not?Because while even though I tell everyone that I want to some traditional dating I am still a man who likes attention and sex (perhaps shallow but true). All of a sudden “Sexual Healing” (how ironic) (the Shaggy version which I coincidentally love) comes on…what do I do…slug back the rest of my beer, throw my arms around Frank and tell him to take me out on the dance floor to dance with me….wouldn’t you do that.So there we are, I’m in a semi-boozy haze, with a man that seems to be attracted to me enjoying one of my favorite songs; Frank is doing all the right things putting his hands on my hips, sliding his fingertips just into the tops of my pockets, or giving a slight tug on my belt loops…just enough to be coy and sexual without being to overly aggressive or creepy…I am enjoying myself…we keep dancing for a bit.Eventually, we move off the dance floor, he is getting ready to leave we exchange numbers….I have ulterior motives obviously at this point….who doesn’t want to make out with someone on a Friday night when it just so happens your roommate is out of town and you have your apartment to yourself.We exchange goodbyes a quick peck on the lips and he is gone…I text him to come over…he tells me that he didn’t want to because I was to nice and special to do that (good answer) I tell him that the offer still stands, he says it might be moving to fast for him (another good answer even though I do want to make out with him), he texts me back telling me he is already regretting not coming over (the Russian judges give him a 10 out 10 for that all star text) and eventually we say good night to each other.We spend the rest of the weekend texting each other.Some of the texts are fun, some flirty, others just texts.We’ve been hashing out a date possibly this week which is good.All in all I’m pretty excited, but there is one problem……he is 20 years older than me!!!!!! Eep.

So I don’t know what to do.He seems really nice, said all the right things, wants to take things slow and be more traditional in terms of going on dates (which for all intensive purposes doesn’t mean a commitment), but I don’t know what to think about the age thing.I mean I don’t know if I want to date someone who is 20 years older than me…but on the other hand everyone who’s around my age (who’ve I’ve tried hitting on, asking out, etc.) has never really given me the time of day.Take Brad for example, we talked on Thursday and had open ended plans to maybe go out on Monday (to get to know each other).I don’t call until Sunday leave a message and he still has yet to call me back.Of course I am over analyzing the whole thing with Frank.But, he has shown me more interest than other guys and I don’t want to not take that with a grain of salt.I’m going to call Frank tonight see if he does want to go out on Wednesday for dinner…and see where it goes from there.Who ever said dating was fun must have been married…or on a lot of acid/cocaine.Okay I’m freaked out a little and just ranting wildly on my blog.I’m done…maybe…thanks for listening….you will hear more…perhaps even today Okay moving on!

I watched the Oscars (Frank and I texted all night though them sorry I’m done now) and I enjoyed the format this year.I loved the idea that they created a 1940’s bandstand etc.Let’s take a moment and enjoy Hugh Jackman and how delicious he was…the dresses were flawless.It was just a great Oscar’s night…especially when “Milk” took home two prizes.Sean Penn deserved the Oscar and I loved his speech especially when he lampooned those who voted for Prop. 8.But, I think the best was when Dustin Lance Black won Best Original Screen play!!!!!!!His speech brought me to tears….I’ll admit it.When he told all those young “boys and girls that they were beautiful creatures and that god loves them”…it was beautiful.I don’t know if he will realize that telling these young gay men and women that they were full of worth and value was an important and validating thing for many of them(us).In a world of hate and marginalization Black spoke beautifully and poignantly about the value of human life even if that life is gay…what he said had more of an impact on me than any religion or religious person has said to me in a long time.

Of course I was rooting for “Milk” to win best picture but I knew deep down inside when “Slumdog Millionaire” won at the SAG awards Best Picture it would take home the Oscar’s Best Picture.I was so excited that Kate Winslet finally won an Oscar…and I loved all the Best Actress and Best Supporting Actress nominees.I think they are great and that they will have long careers ahead of them.

On a final note I not only worked all weekend I also drove to Buffalo to go to a wedding with Lauren (she was in the bridal party and looked flawless).Yes, Frank and I texted during the entire reception…now I’m done.The wedding was beautiful and the reception was a blast.

Okay I’m done for now, I’m sorry for the long post and it’s randomness and obvious lack of form.We will discuss my neurosis a little more once I find out if I am going out to dinner with Frank.